What Do I Know Now?

When I was younger I knew nothing. I thought my sister was joking when she said that you could use letters in math. I'd heard of the birds and the bees, but I only thought of the animals. I could never imagine the whirlwind of thoughts and emotions Evoked by the imagination of a teen going through "changes." Malcolm X, MLK, these were just names that I knew, Names that gave me a month of history and a day off of school. I was naïve, I was foolish. I was embarrassingly optimistic. I couldn't wait to grow up. But I knew that the kid across the street was my best friend. I knew all the rules to kickball, and I knew who all the best players were. I was acquainted with the sensation of relaxing and stretching on freshly cut grass; The spicy scent of its blades was a familiar smell that calmed me. I knew it, I understood it. My friend and I both no longer live in the same neighborhood. I cannot remember the last game of kickball I played. But at least I'm older right? This is what I've anticipated for so long. I'm going to college, what will it be like? I am older, am I wiser? I used to know everything, didn't I? What do I know now?